She was starting to figure a little out about them. The darker haired man was quiet, reserved, maybe shy. The blond was the outgoing of the two, probably handled whatever business they had wherever they went. They were dressed strangely, like something out of a fantasy movie but she'd never been big on fantasy. Sci-fi and horror were her bag, so she couldn't even begin to guess anything about them beyond that other than they probably had weapons somewhere.
Her eyes went to the little, winged wolf momentarily at the crunch of the apple. Were canines meant to eat fruit? She'd never had a pet so had never looked at the ingredients of pet food or anything. "Yeah, like, we've been drawn through dimensions like water through a hose or a pipe," she responded easily, more than glad to explain. So they weren't from here either. Interesting.
"Not the first time I've been dragged somewhere new and strange but, you know, no one's dead and no one's attacked me so we're already in a positive." Introductions then. She gestured between herself and the griffon, "I'm Bill. This is Hippocrates. He asks that you never call him by a nickname."